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People in the srory Chapter I The mdn ruithout a name

Doctor Cox
Nurse Angela
Detective Jenny Brown '\(/hat's your name?' asked Doctor Cox.
Susan Perers, a television producer
The man in the bed did not answer.
John Doe 'Open your eyes,'said Doctor Cox.
The man in the bed opened his eyes. He looked at the
Places in the srory doctor.
'Do you understand the question?' asked Doctor Cox.
'Yes,'said the man in the bed. 'I do.'

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 'No,'sáid the man in the bed. 'l don't know what my Doctor Cox. Doctor Cox, Philip and Dad' They are all
'W'ithout family and friends,
name is.' me, but they are not the same.
The man in the bed said nothing for a moment. The and without work, what am I? I need to know more' much
doctor waited and watched him. more, about this man,' he thought. He spoke to the man
''Who is this man?'thought Docror Cox. 'l don't know again.
who he is or where he comes from. I know that a woman
found him yesterday in the srreer. The woman telephoned
the police and the police brought him here to the hospital. :

I know he had blue jeans and a jacket, a green shirt and i,:..-.:

black socks and shoes. His clothes were clean, but he had .
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no money and no papers.'

'I'm Doctor Philip Cox,' Docror Cox said ro the man.
'You can call me Philip.'
'You're a doctor,'said the man. He looked ar rhe doctor.
And this is a hospital.' The man in the bed spoke very t''
slowly.
'Yes,' answered Doctor Cox, but now he did not smile.
'\ü/hat's the problem with this man?'thought Docor Cox.
'He has language. He undersrands words, but he doesn'r
know who he is or where he comes from. Does he remember
or doesn't he?' The police don't know who he is. I don't
know who he is. And we need to know these things.
Somewhere, somebody is waiting for him.
'You look at a man and what do you see?' thought
Doctor Cox. 'You see very little. Itt nor easy to know a
man without language. You need word'ls, you need names
and places. People have family and friends. \flho am I, for
example?' he thought.
'I'm a doctor. Yes, this is my work. At the hospital I'm
Doctor Cox. But my friends and my wife know me as
Philip and my children know me as Dad. They don't know

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'\7e're going to find out who you are,'said Doctt¡r Cox.
He sat on the mant bed and smiled at him. 'You musr be
somebody's husband or somebody's son or somebody's
brother. Somewhere rhere are people looking for you,
waiting for you. I want to help you. I need to find who you
are and then I can help you.'
'Thank you, Doctor,'said the man in the bed.
'§fhere do you come from? Do you think you li..,e near
here?' asked Doctor Cox.
'\(/here is here?'rhe man in the bed asked him.
'Here?' answered Doctor Cox. 'This is Exeter. §7e are in
Exeter, in Devon, in England.'
'I don't know where I come from,'said the man. 'I don't
think itt Exerer. I don't think I know Exeter.'
'\(/hen we find a man and we don't know his namc,'said
Doctor Cox, 'we call him John Doe. Can I call you John?'
'l saw a man in a film called John f)oe,'said the nan in
the bed. He looked at the doctor and smiled.
'That's good,'said Docror Cox. 'That's very good. You
remember that. You wenr to a film. \ü[hat was rhe fi]nr?'
'I don't kno.r, Doctor. I don't remember very much. I
remember I went to rhe film. Ir was in a big cinema. There
was a man called John Doe in the film, but I think he was
dead.'
'You're not dead, |ohn,' said the L)octor. 'You're alive.
But I want to know who you are. I need to know who you
are. I need to ask you some quesrions.'
'OK, Doctor,'said John. 'Ask ),our quesrions.'
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Chapter 2 lVurse Angela
There is a man near nry bed. His cllthes are white' No'
Some of his clothes are white. I Ie has a white coat, but his
trousers are brown. He also has brown hair' The man in
the white coat says he's a doctor. He says his name is
Doctor Cox. He tells me to call him I']hilip' He says he is
going to help me.
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But he's not going to help me. They think I don't
remember. They think I dont know anything' They know
nothing, the doctors. Or the police. Nobody knows who I
,-. Lit in the bed and answer questions. They ask lots of
questions.
'Do you know what amnesia is, John?' Doctor Cox asks
me.
Doctor Cox. Doctor Philip Cox' He thinks he's
somebody. He's nobody. I know what amnesia is'
'Yes,' I say. 'lt's when you can't remember anything' You
don't know who you are or where you come from' You
don't know who your wife is or where your home is''
'Do you have a wife?' Doctor Cox asks me' He's very
quick, this doctor. I had a wife. But I don't tell him' I don't
rcll him anything. He calls me John Doe' That makes me
smilc. N4y name ri John. I have lors of names, lots of
surnames . . . but my first name is always John' The doctor
doesn't know that.
'Do you think I have amnesia?' I asl< him'
 'I want to find out, John,'says Doctor Cox. 'You tell me.
Do you think you have amnesia?'
I ask a question. He answers with a question. I don't like
that.
'l don't know, Philip. I'm very tired,' I say.
Doctor Cox looks at his watch.
'It's eleven o'clock now,' he says. 'I'm going on holiday
tomorrow and I have lots of work to do. Today lots of
people want to see me. I must go. But we can talk again
this afternoon.'
'Thank you, Doctor,' I say.
'Don't be afraid, John,' says Doctor Cox. 'Everything's
going to be all right very soon. I know these things. You're
afi'aid that you're nobod¡ but I know that you're
somebody.'
'I am somebod¡' I Afraid! I'm not afraid. I'm nor
say. 'Good. It's about this man in bed number six'' Doctor
afraid of anybody or anything. But I don't say that. I say: Cox is standing by the door and he speaks very quietly' He
'I'm somebody, but I don't know who I am.' Thatt not thinks I can't hear. But I can hear him.
true. I do know who I am. But I'm not telling him. I'm not The doctor talks to Nurse Angela about me'
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telling anybody. Ask him lots of questions,' he says. He wants me to
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I watch Doctor Cox. He goes to the door. remember.
He wants to know who i am. He wants me to sa¡ 'I
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I 'Nurse!' he calls. 'Can I tall< to you for a minute,

I please?' know who I am'. He's going to wait a long time for me to
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A nurse comes into the room. She is very beautiful. She say that.
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smiles at the doctor. She srniles at me. Doctor Cox calls Nurse Angela sits by my bed' She smiles. She has a big,
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her Angela. Nurse Angela. I like that. I like the name big smile.
li Angela. 'Hello, John,' she says to me. She has a beautiful, quiet
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'Yes, docto¡'says Nurse Angela. She has short black hair voice. And how are we today?'
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and beautiful black eyes. \flhy do nurses and doctors say 'we' when they mean
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ll Are you here all day today?' asks Doctor Cox. 'you'? I don't like thát. They say Are we hungry?' when
they mean 'Are you hungry?' That's what you say to very
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 small children. ,How are
we rhen? Aren,r we a big boy?, 'Dead,' I answer.
they say to babies. Babies
.rrrt ,*.r, but I can. And I rn 1\ü/"hat?' asks Angela.
nor a small child. I don,r
like you now, Nurse Angela. 'Bed,' I say quickly. She writes something.
Yo1're going to be sorry.
'Go awa¡ nurse,, I didn't wanr ro say that ... I spoke too quickly. Angela
I say very quietly.
says another word. I answer. \,Vindow: door. Rain: sun.
did you say?, asks ñu.r.'Angela. ,I didn,t
,'\üZhat hear \7ater: sea. \lhy did I say dead? I think. I didn't wanr ro
what you said.,
'I said "hello,,,, I say that. Bad boy, John, I say to myself. you're a bad boy.
say. She,s not going away. She wanrs
conversation. She wanrs a Angela stops. 'You did very well,' she says. Are you
to talk.
'My name is Angela,, ,I hungry?'she asks.
she says. come from 'Yes,' I tell her. 'I'm very hungry.'
Birmingham. But my fimnycomes
know Birmingham?,
lá_ m.,¿on. Do you 'Good,'she says. '\Would you like something ro ear?'
'No,' I say. That,s nor 'Yes, please, Angela,'
I say. I smile.
true. I know Birmingham.
house in Birmingham. ,I I had a 'OK,'says Angela. 'Would you like some eggs and some
don,t think ,o. Ur, .. ., I ,Is
this Birmingham?, I know srop. bread?'
ir,, ¡*.,.. fi.
-' do.ro, told me it
was Exeter, but she doesn,t 'Thank you,' I say. 'Yes.' I take her hand. I smile. 'Thank
know ,t rr.
Nurse Angela smiles. ht you, Nurse Angela.'
, b.rrriful smile. I Iook .rr her.
She is small, wirh a nice
face. r,;ti;;;h.r. I kn.w
woman with a nice face. ,'orher
She lived in Birnringl
wasn'[ nice ro me. She ,. .Si.
died in Bi._ingh,,rr.
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going to say a wo¡d and I
must rnr** *.i, r:r ,er
f must say the firsr word word.
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help me.a-a-ia..
'Night,'she says.
'Dayi I answer.
She says more words.
I answer wirh mo¡.. os.
Afternoon,'she says.
'Morning,' I answer.
Book paper. Father: morher.
Irt easy.
'\7oman,'says Angela.

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Chapter 3 Who is John Roberts?

Detective Jenny Brown walked along the street. It was a

beautiful sunny day. There were lots of people in the street.
Children ran down the street to school. People talked to
each other and laughed.
Jenny loved the ciry of York. It was a beautiful place to
live. But bad things can happen anywhere, she thought.
Bad things can happen in beautiful places, too.
Jenny went into a building. It was a television studio.
Jenny walked to the reception.
'Hello,' said Jenny to the receptionist. 'I'm Detective
Jenny Brown. I'm here to see Susan Peters, the television
producer. She makes the programme "Crimeseek".'
'Is that the programme where the police tell you about
the crimes in York?' asked the receptionist.
'Yes,'said Jenny Brown, 'that's right.'
A few minutes later Susan Peters came down the stairs to
the reception.
'Hello, Jenny,' Susan Peters said. 'Come ro my office.
'We
can talk there.' They went to Susan's office.
'Please, sit down,'said Susan. ''§7ould you like a coffee,
Jenny?'
'No, thank you,'said Jenny. 'l'm fine.'
'I hope we can help you,'said Susan.
"§7'e want your help about a woman who died. Did you
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'Yes,' said Susan, 'but the newsPapers don't say very
much. Tell me about her. Tell me what happened.'
'l can tell you everything the police know,' Jenny told
\We need to know
Susan. 'But we don't know very much.
more. That's why we hope your Programn)e "Crimeseek"
can help us.'
'\7e'll do everything we can,' said Susan.
'On Saturda¡' said Jenny, 'a woman came to see the
police. She said she was very worried about her friend. Her
friend's name was Mary. The woman played tennis with
Mary every Saturday. But this Saturday she waited and
waited and Mary didn't come.
'The woman was verv unhappy. She phoned Mary's
number lots and lots of times. But nobody ansrvered. She
wanted to go to Mary's house but she didn't want to go
alone .
'She asked the police to go with her. I went to the house
at three o'clock that afternoon,' said Jenny' 'There was no
answer, but the door was open. I went in. A woman was on
the foor. It was Mrry. She was dead.'
'The newspaper said that Mary died on Friday night,'
Susan said.
'Yes,'said Jenny. hbout eleven o'clock, we think.'
'\(/hat else did you find?' Susan asked Jenny.
'\7ell,' said Jenn¡ 'we think that Mary knew the person
.§7e
who killed her. think that he or she camc to dinner
on Friday. There were two plates and rwo glasses in the
kitchen. Then we talked to Mary's friends and to the
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'Then we found this,'Jenny said. was very quiet. Thev liked him. But he didn'r go to work
Susan looked at the paper. rl
on Friday. After Friday nobody saw him. \7e can'r find him
'Itt a letter Mary wrote on Fricla¡'said Jenn1" 'But she rl
anywhere.'
didn't finish it.' 'Do you have a photograph of John Roberts?' asked
'Is that the end of thc letter?' asked Susan. I Susan.
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'Yes,' answered Jenny. ,l 'Yes, here,' said Jenny.

'\Mho is John Roberts?' asked Susan.
''W'e don't kno*,' said Jenny. 'That's why I need your
help. lüle need to find him. I know he came here, to York,
in July. He worked at an Italian restaurant. They said he
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./ i waiters.'
!:.,,
Jenny gave Susan the photograph.
Susan looked er ir. Ir was of a man. He was about thirry
I old. His face was like anybody's face.
years
I 'One of the waiters said that one night there was a big
pamy and lots of people took photographs,' said Jenny.
'One of the photographers was a friend of one the

'That's not a face that people remember,' said Susan.

'But we can use this photograph. \Me can show the
photograph on "Crirnescek". And I would like you to go
on "Crimeseek" yourself, Jenny.'
'Me!'said Jenny. 'I can'r go on television.'
''Vhy not?'said Susan. 'Go on the programme. Show
people the picture. Tell them whar happened. Ask rhem if
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they know John Roberts. You'll be fine. And you're very

pretry you know.'Jenny laughed.
'OK, Susan,' said Jenny. 'Thank you. But you're right
about John Roberts. He looks like anyone. He doesn't look
dangerous, but he is. Het very dangerous.'
'l hope we can help you find John Roberts,' said Susan.
'He's out there. somewhere. Someone knows him.'
'Yes,'said Jenny. 'Bnr we must find him before he finds
someone else. \7e must find him before another person
dies.'

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Chapter 4 Waiting York for a week on holiday.' And they all said, 'Have a
good holiday, Doctor. Have a nice time.' I didn't say
anything. But I was thinking. Docror Cox said goodbye to
me.

There's no-one in this street' Only me. No-one can see me'
I'm waiting.
Yesterda¡ at the hospital they said, 'You are well now'
\Me need the bed for someone who is ill" They gave
John.
me the name of a house. 'Go to this house,'they said' But I
wanted to come here. This is the street where the nurse
Iives. Nurse Angela.
I
followed her home' She lives
I followed her yesterday.
with another nurse. The nurse is at the hospital in the
evening. I watched the house yesterday' No-one saw me' I
*r, bÁind a wall. I watched Nursc Angela, but she didnt
see me.
I'm waiting for Nurse Angela now' Nurse Angela is

going to die today. I wanted a friend, but she didn't want to

be my friend. The woman in Birmingham didnt want to
be my friend. Nurse Angela smiled at me, but I saw how
she looked at the doctor. She liked the doctor very much'
She didn't like me ... She watched me' She talked about
me to the doctor.
I know what I do is wrong. I do bad things' I dont like
what I do ... I'm a bad boy... I go to new places' " This
I have a new name here " ' People dont
is a new place and
like me. They talk abour me . '. People never like me'
People always talk about me.
Docror Cox knew nothing. Yesterda¡ he went on
holiday. I heard him. He said, 'Bye everybody! I'm going to
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 'Goodbye, John,' said Doctor Cox. Doctor Cox likes 'Yes, please,' said
John.
Nurse Angela. He's going to be sorry. He thinks he's very 'He must go back to the hospital,' thought Angela. ,But
intelligent but he doesn't know anything. I'm very first he needs a cup of hot coffee and something roeat.,
intelligent. 'My house is here,'she said.
Nurse Angela smiled at me, but she didn't like me. 'Is it?' asked
John.
Doctor Cox didn't like me. He talked about me ... I know 'Come in,' said Angela. She opened the door. She
these things. wanted to help rhe man. He looked so cold and unhappy.
The first time wasn't easy. I said to myself: John, you're a 'You are very nice ro me,' said
John. He walked inside
bad boy. Don't do it. But I did it anyway.. . The next time the house. The house was nice and warm.
John smiled.
was easy. \W'omen die very quickly. 'I'm very hungr¡' said John. He smiled again. He knew
Here comes Nurse Angela. She's going to find me here he had a nice smile.
in her road. '\üould you like sonlerhing ro ear?' asked Nurse Angela.
'Hello,' I say. 'Thank you,'said John. 'Thank you very much, Nurse
Angela.'

Nurse Angela saw John Doe in the road. She knew

something was wrong. His new house was not near her
street. §7hy was he here?
'§(/hat are you doing here, John?' asked Angela. She
wanted to get inside her house quickly. She wanted a hot
bath and a hot drink. She did not want to talk in the road
with the man called John Doe.
'Hello,' said John Doe. 'l know you. You're Nurse
Angela.' He smiled. ''Where am I?' he asked. 'Is my new i,
house near here?'
'Oh no,' thought Angela. 'He can't remember. I thought
he was well now At the hospital everyone thought he was
well.'
'I'm cold,'said John.
Angela took his hand. It was very, very cold.
'You need a hot drink,'she said. 'You're very cold.'

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Chapter 5 Goodbya holiday!
Itwas a beautiful morning. 'This is good,' thought Philip
Cox. 'I love holidays. I can sleep and eat and do nothing' I
can be with my family and go and look at the ciry of York'
The hotel is very nice,'thought Philip.
He sat on the large bed and drank his coffee. He never
had breakfast in bed at home. There was too much work'
There was a television in the hotel bedroom. 'I can watch
television and eat my breakfast in bed,' he thought.
'Is it OK if I turn on the television?' he asked his wife'
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'\lhy not?'she said. 'You're on holiday.'
Philip turned on the television.
'Good morning,'said the woman on the television. 'I'm
Susan Peters. \X/ith me this morning is Detective Jenny
Brown.' Jenny Brown smiled.
'I hope you can help us,'said Detective Jenny Brown on
the television. 'Last Friday, here in York, a woman died.
Her name was lv{ary. \fe know that she had dinner with a
man called John Roberts. \íe want to talk to John Roberts.'
There was now a picture of a man on the television.
'Do you know this man?' asked Detective Jenny Brown.
'ls John Roberts his name? Does he have another name?
,
Please, please phone this number if you know him.'
'Oh, no,'said Philip Cox to his wife. 'I know that man.
He's in the hospital back in Exeter. \We called him John
Doe. Goodbye, holidayl'
Philip phoned the number that was on the television
programme. He talked to Detective Jenny Brown.
'My name is Doctor Philip Cox. I'm in York on holiday.
The man you called John Roberts is in our hospital in
Exeter.'
'Can you come to the police station now?' asked
Detective Brown.
. 'Yes, of course,' said Doctor Cox to the d.etective. 'I can
- come now.'
The police station was near the hotel and five minutes
later Doctor Philip Cox was in Detective Jenny Brown's
office.
'Thank you, Doctor Cox,'said Detective Brown. 'Thank
you for coming here . I know you are on holiday.'
'That's OK,'said Doctor Cox.
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 'I phoned your hospital,' Detective Brown said, 'but the
man you call John Doe isn't there. He left vesterday.'
Doctor Cox thought for a moment. 'There's a house we
use sometimes for people who don't have homes. Is he
there?'
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'No,' Detective Brown answered. 'I phoned that house.
The hospital told him to go there. But the people at the I
house say he never came. No one knows where he is.'
'This is bad,'said Doctor Cox.
'Yes, it is,'said Detective Brown. 'John Roberts is a very
dangerous man.'
'Do you think he's still in Exeter?' asked Doctor Cox.
'l don't know,' said Detective Brown. 'Does he know
anyone else in Exeter? Did he talk to anyone else at the
hospital?'
'Nurse Angela,'said Doctor Cox. 'I asked Nurse Angela
to talk to John Doe a lot, to ask him questions.'
'Can you speak to her?' asked Detective Brown.
'I can phone the hospital,'said Doctor Cox. He phoned
the hospital.
'She's not there,' he told Detective Brown. 'She went
]rome three hours ago.'
'Phone her at home!' said Detective Jenny Brown.
'Quick! Quickl Doctor Coxl Get Angelas home telephone
number. Find out where she lives. I'm going to phone the
Exeter police.'
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Chapter 6 A cup of toffi, 'Don't open the door, Angela,' said Doctor Cox. 'John
Doe is a very darrgerous man. The police in York want
him. Awoman died here.'
"ü7hat?' said Angela. Then she heard a noise in the
house. She spoke very quietly to Doctor Cox.
'Doctor Cox,' she said, 'l think John is in the house' I
John stood in the kitchen. Angela thinks I went to the can hear him.'
shop,' he said to himself. 'But I didn't. I didn't go out. I 'The Exeter police know what's happening,' said Doctor
opened the door and I shut the door. But I didn'r go Cox. 'They are waiting outside your house now. Can you
out. I came into the kitchen. And now I'm waiting for open the door?'
her.'
The kitchen was white. There were pictures of flowers
on the wall. John did not look at the pictures. He looked at
the knives. He liked knives.
The telephone rang. Nurse Angela answered it. John
walked out of the kitchen very slowly. He had a knife in his
hand.
John heard Angela talking. She was talking on the
telephone. He couldn't hear rhe words. He walked towards
her.
'Doctor Cox?' Angela asked. 'Is that you? \What do you
want? -ü[hy are you phoning me ar home? Aren'r you orl
holiday?'
'Angela,' asked Doctor Cox, 'are you all right? Do you
know'where John Doe is?'
'Yes, do you want to speak to him?' asked Angela.
'Is John Doe there?' asked Doctor Cox. 'Oh no,' he
thought.
'Yes, he was here,'said Angela. 'He waited for me in the
street. \fe're going to have a hot drink. He went our ro ger
me some milk. \X/hat is it?'
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 'I think so,' said Angela. Tlren she saw John. John was by 'Yes,
)'ou can tali< [o nle,'saicl John. I

the door. He l-rad a iarge k¡rife rn his hand. 'F{cllo, John,' Angela pur rhe phone down slowly. )

saicl Angela. '\X4rat are you doing with that knife?'she asked. I

Angela stood up. 'Nothing,' said John Doe. I-Ie lifted the knife and
'l thought you went to gei some milk,' she said. smiled. lt wasn'r a nice smile.
'l was in the kitchen,'said John. '\flho are you talking to Angela was afraid, bur she did not wanr John to know
on the telephone?' that she i,va.s afraid.
'It's Doctor Cox,' said Angela. 'He wants to talk ro 'V/ould you lii<e a drink now, ,l
John?'said Angela. can
you.' nrake you a nice hot drink.'
'I don't want to talk to hirn,'said John. 'OK,'said John. He was stili smiling.
'OK,'said Angela. 'But can I talk to you?' She walked into the kitchen. She made the coffee.very
slowly. John stood close by hcr with the knife.
Angela could see the police ourside the window. And the
p,-rlicc could see them. And the knife. They waited. They
didn't want John Doe to use the knifé. Angela -,vas very
afraid now. It was a big knife.
'Hcret your coffee,' she said to John.
John walkecl
towards her. 'But rlrere's no milk in ir,, said Angela,
'because you didn't buy any milk. So it's very
hot!,
Angela was very quick. J'hc hot coffee was in the cup,
then, the nexr moment, ir was in John's face.
John prrt hi,
hands to his fáce. 'Ihe knife wenr on the floor. Angeia ran
to the door and opened it. The police ra.n in.
John was on
the floor. Then the police took him away in their car.
Angela sat down. Shc could not speak. A detective came
in.
'You were very good, Angela,'she said. ,The police
are
taking John Robcrts ro York police station. And it,s
goodbye, John Doe.' The detecrive smiled. And theret a
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Doctor (lox on the tclephone. He wanrs to know if you,re
oK.'
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